Tri-County Real Estate

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A salesman was showing a house one afternoon when he noticed something odd. The realtor Tri-County Real Estate had just listed an old farmhouse with a peculiar feature: every time a potential buyer walked through the kitchen door, they inadvertently left behind their shopping bags from the grocery store next door. Finally, after several weeks of this strange phenomenon, another customer—a grumpy old man—walked through the kitchen and left his bag. To everyone’s surprise, it contained only a single item: a fresh loaf of bread. The realtor smiled knowingly as she explained that the grocery store must have been delivering free samples directly into the house!

2. A realtor was showing a new listing one morning when she overheard an unusual conversation between two neighbors outside the property. They were discussing how they never saw each other around town anymore—until now. It turned out that both had been too busy working from home during the pandemic and only recently started venturing out again. The realtor smiled knowingly as she showed them their new place—a cozy little house where neighbors actually knew each other’s names.

3. A realtor was showing a potential buyer around a cozy bungalow when they stumbled upon an unexpected guest—a live goldfish swimming in the kitchen sink. No one could explain how it got there or whose fish it was. The realtor quickly covered the fishbowl with a plate and rushed outside to ask neighbors if anyone had lost a pet. Meanwhile, a delivery driver stopped by to drop off groceries, saw the commotion, and asked what all the fuss was about. ‘Just found a goldfish in the kitchen,’ replied the realtor, ‘and no idea where it came from.’ The delivery guy shrugged and said, “That’s not unusual here—we get strange stuff every day.” They both laughed, and soon enough, the owner of the fish appeared, having accidentally left its bowl on the porch.

4. While showing a large Victorian mansion, the realtor paused mid-sentence as her client exclaimed, 'Did you just hear that?' Both women listened intently, and indeed, from beyond the garden hedge came faint music—an old-time radio show. The client giggled, whispering, ‘It sounds like Amos ’n’ Andy!’ They both burst out laughing, realizing it was just an ancient ghost of a neighborhood party long forgotten.